'Twas the Night Before Christmas
Halo style
by Choot 'em
'Twas the night before Christmas, all Spartans ready to hunt
not a Covenant was stirring, not even a Grunt
the DMRs were hung, in the supply case with care
in hopes that it's sights, included a cross-hair
The Unggoy were nestled, all snug next to a tree
while visions of the 'Demon', had overtaken their sleep
Sangheili on patrol, and Jiralhanae on guard
were overlooking the land, near the Boneyard
When out in the distance, there arose such a clatter
which alerted the Sangheili, to check out the matter
off to the rooftop, a Ranger flew like a flash
safety 'off' on his rifle, and made a quick dash
The moon lit the surface, of Reach with a glow
and gave the area, a lustre like snow
when, what to the Sangheili's, eyes did appear
but a fast moving Spartan, on a Mongoose changing gears
With a female driver, so lively and quick
the Covenant knew, it was about to get hectic
as the Spartan gave out orders, more and more came
and she whistled and shouted, and called them by name
"Now Jorge!, now Carter!, now Naomi and Thom!
On Emile!, on Jun!, on Kurt and John!
To the top of the mountain, to the top of those walls!
Now spint away, sprint away, sprint away all!"
As the air was parted, by the Sabres that did fly
there were many Banshees, filling the sky
so above the clouds, the UNSC flew
to get a lock, on the unlucky few
And all of a sudden, all the Covenant knew
that fighting off Spartans, was impossibly true
as Jun drew a bead, on the Elite's large head
he fired two shots, then the Elite fell dead
Jun in his guille, from his head to his foot
his armor all tarnished, with damage and soot
extra ammo he had, attached in a sack
he looked like a bad-ass, with a jet-pack
He spoke not a word, and went straight back to work
and continued to shoot Covenant, without even a jerk
and laying his finger, on the side of his trigger
he knew this fight, was about to get bigger
He sprang to his feet, to his team gave a hollar
and away the Spartans charged, like turning loose a dog's collar
you could hear him exclaim, when more Covenant came in sight
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good FIGHT!"